Legendary FBI Detective

"Why is there another person?"

At a crossroads on a certain highway in New York, not long after the team left the manor, they got off the bus, changed their costumes, and got into a van according to the instructions.

The two were surprised to find that in addition to Luo An, Mona and the target Francisco, there was also a sleeping white man in the car.

"This guy is a truck driver."

When everyone arrived, Luo An immediately drove away. Mona briefly described the car accident and the identity of the truck driver.

Lacey and Chenelle frowned, Lacey asked first:

"Where did you get this car?"

"I borrowed it from a passerby."

Luo An smiled. When he drove away in the ambulance, he already had the idea of ​​​​changing cars halfway.

The ambulance target is too conspicuous, and there is monitoring and positioning inside, making it easy to be discovered and found.

As for whether the owner of the van would not expose this matter, Luo An was not worried, because the car had been parked on the roadside for a long time, covered with dust, and had not been driven for a long time.

The car owner probably won't mind if Luo An drives him away now.

As the van drove forward quickly, Chenier looked at Francisco with a very serious face and asked:

"What exactly do you have in your hand?

Not only did the Secret Service come forward, but it also caused the Secret Service to send a truck driver to hit our team leader in an attempt to hinder his arrest? ! "

"You said one thing wrong, Chenelle."

Before Francisco could answer, Luo An shook his head first and said:

"That truck driver was most likely not sent by the Secret Service, but by someone else."

After the brief contact just now, Luo An speculated that the goal of the Secret Service was to collect or cover up this case.

Sending a truck driver to hit Luan not only didn't look like something the Secret Service would do, but it was also unnecessary because it would only make things worse.

Chenelle frowned slightly, Lacey looked at the sleeping truck driver behind her and complained:

"Has this guy not slept for several months? He was carried around by Luo An and Mona for so long without waking up?"

Luo An, who had secretly filled the truck driver's bottle of [Sleep Potion] before no one was paying attention, his eyelids twitched and he changed the subject:

“The truck driver’s matter is not important, the most important question now is Francisco, what do you have in your hands.

Ledger? Video footage of someone? Or is it something else? "

When Luo An asked the question, several people in the car immediately turned their attention to Francisco, who was sitting next to him with a bandage on his head.

Francisco was silent for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Team Leader Luo An, I am willing to pay 5 million US dollars and hand over all those things to you. How about you let me go?"

"There is no need to say such things."

Luo An chuckled, a flash of disdain flashed in the eyes of Mona and Chenelle, Lacey was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, and asked directly:

"What on earth is it?"

Francisco was silent for a long time, sighed, and uttered a few words.

Luo An frowned slightly when he heard this, while Mona, Lacey and Chenelle instantly widened their eyes with shock on their faces.

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At the same time, FBI headquarters in Washington.

At this time, Mr. Clement did not stay in his office as usual, but sat in an office larger than his, facing an elderly white man with a somewhat bald head.

The bald white man looked serious, knocked on the table with his hand, and said in a solemn voice:

"The Secret Service just called me and said that the FBI took the first step and arrested the suspect. What exactly happened?"

"Sorry, Director, I don't know what happened."

Mr. Clement looked calm, looked at the FBI director in front of him, and said unhurriedly:

"As you know, not long after I came back, I received an order from Director You and issued a notice in accordance with your request.

I didn't care about what happened next. "

The man sitting opposite Mr. Clement and behind the large desk is none other than FBI Director Robert.

Director Robert glanced at Mr. Clement and then said:

"Go back and figure this out as soon as possible."

"OK."

Mr. Clement nodded, stood up and walked out of the director's office. The door was closed. Director Robert leaned back, closed his eyes and began to rub his temples.

The previous president's eight-year term is coming to an end, and the federation is about to start a new presidential election.

The FBI is nominally a neutral law enforcement agency, a tool to uphold federal laws and has nothing to do with matters in the political arena.

But the so-called separation of powers in the federation is actually not separated at all in many matters.

As the FBI director appointed by the president, Robert also cannot escape the problem of position.

Director Robert was sitting in the office, frowning and thinking. After Mr. Clement walked out of the room, he was just about to ask the secretary waiting in the corridor to contact Veranith, when the phone in the secretary's hand rang.

Mr. Clement frowned slightly, took the phone and pressed the answer button. Luo An's voice immediately sounded on the phone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Clement."

"Good afternoon, Roan."

Mr. Clement replied casually, briefly recounted what Director Robert had just asked him, and then asked:

"Is the suspect in that serial murder case now in the hands of your Investigation Team No. 13?"

"That's right."

Luo An said while driving:

"We were able to arrest each other."

Mr. Clement frowned slightly when he heard this, and was about to repeat the order he had given Verinis before, that is, to start the operation tomorrow, but Roan said first:

"In addition, according to our interrogation, there is some connection between this case and Mike."

"Mike?"

Mr. Clement was stunned for a moment, thought of something quickly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Which Mike?"

Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly and replied:

"That's the Mike you were thinking of Mr. Clement."

There are hundreds of thousands of men named Mike in the entire federation, but after hearing Luo An's words, Mr. Clement's breathing suddenly became slightly faster.

At this moment, Verenis suddenly walked out of the corner of the corridor in the distance, walked quickly to Mr. Clement, handed him a folder expressionlessly, and said:

"Sir, urgent documents."

Mr. Clement's expression moved slightly, he took the folder and looked at it for a few times, then quickly picked up the phone and asked:

"Luo An, are you sure the news is 100% correct?"

"I can't be sure."

Upon hearing the other party's question, Luo An immediately gave a negative answer.

Mr. Clement's face froze, and Veranith frowned slightly when she saw this. When she was about to say something, Luo An, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror, and then added:

"But those people from the Secret Service are chasing us now, and I trust their judgment more."

After hearing this, Mr. Clement no longer hesitated and said immediately:

"I'll send someone to pick you up right away."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Clement was about to order Veranith, but Veranith said first:

"I have sent someone to pick up Team Leader Luo An and the others."

Mr. Clement glanced at Veranith in surprise, nodded without saying anything, turned around and took his secretary to the director's office again.

After knocking on the door and entering, Director Robert's face darkened:

"You figured it out so quickly? What exactly happened?"

Mr. Clement stepped forward, placed the folder on the director's desk, and said:

"The Secret Service did not tell the truth. This matter actually has something to do with Speaker of Congress Mike Monroe."

"What?"

Director Robert was very surprised when he heard the word Speaker of Parliament. He quickly picked up the folder and read it carefully.

At the same time, on the other side, on a highway from New York to Washington, D.C., a van was driving quickly in front, followed closely by four SUVs, forming a beautiful scenery.